Tyed upa_The coat_New Queen For Sankori_The Linden Tree
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Tyed upa
We arrived together at Sylvia's birthday party, just added to my list of friends- How good that you came to my party! - She said making us enter with the ear-ear smile that characterized herAt first glance, both the height and the affable smile of the boy who had arrived with me, impressed my sensitivity with a sincerity perceptible to the naked eye.- go ! Come in. Make yourself comfortable on the sofa - Sylvia offered, and we sat together, on the sofa for two people - I'll be right back! I'm going to get some sandwiches and some sodas, disappearing for a moment.We look at each other.At ...
The coat
“I always wanted to be a summer dress”, said the wrinkled wool coat. “A flowery summer dress. The kind of dress that women wore at parties, gala dinners and outdoor evenings. Where music played all night long, and fresh breezes caressed smooth delicate naked shoulders. Where women smelling like vanilla and coconut, danced to the rhythmic nocturnal beats of fresh sounds, shaking their soft body under my skin. I would feel so fine, so free, like a satin queen”.It was dark and damp, in the closet, where the wool coat laid. Hanging on a metal wire, in a triangular form, since ages, he grew accusto...
New Queen For Sankori
There is a place called Spooky Hollow and there were people who were reading the story about it. There were mythical creatures and dark winged creatures who haunted the forest and people never went there again,But one day I met a brave girl who wanted to go there and her family said No.It is too dangerous for a girl like you. People said if you hear scary noises they will haunt you for life and kill you in your sleep, and the girl said it was just a mth and then she was trying to tell people it is just a mth. When I woke up at night I packed my suitcase and started to head out and no one stopp...
The Linden Tree
The Linden Tree stood hollow at the center of the village square. She had seen many generations of farmers and their families gather under the shade of her fluttering leaves. The village of Chamarandes was nestled along a portion the Marne River. Its few houses stood in the River’s valley. The land was green and lush, with cow pasture land and bordered on all sides by hilly temperate forests of deciduous trees, a few conifers thrown in at random.The Linden Tree felt alone in her cobblestone square, longing for the company of other trees. It was a hollow feeling not to have other tree friend...